There is no trace of a murder in Zheng's home. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When the official said this, Huzi was almost broken, he decided that the murderer was Zheng Cripple, but how could nothing be found here?

He frantically rushed into the house, he wanted to find it himself, Lao Xu sighed lightly, and suddenly knelt down for Zheng Cripple: "Lao Zheng, it was indeed the two of us who were sorry for you back then, but it has been so many years, you should also be angry, if our son is really taken away by you, please return it to us." ”

Xiaobao may be dead, but Lao Xu, a father, still has a little hope in his heart, and this little hope is enough to make him kneel.

Zheng Cripple glanced at Lao Xu, and finally spoke: "I will never forget what happened back then, if it weren't for you, how could I be in this situation now?" ”

"I have inconvenient legs, no one wants to marry me, and my life has been ruined by you."

When these words came out, Lao Xu suddenly stood up: "It's you, you are the murderer, you are the murderer, little Hou Ye, arrest him quickly, he confessed." ”

Lao Xu's attitude changed a lot, as if the reason why he knelt down just now was to draw out the words of Zheng Cripple, insidious, the businessman is really cunning.

Lao Xu made such a fuss, Zheng Cripple suddenly looked angry, Tang Zhou and the others were stunned, how could they not have thought that Lao Xu actually meant this, he was too villainous, right?

But the villain is the villain, and he is so deceitful, maybe it is really useful.

Tang Zhou pretended not to know, looked at Zheng Cripple and said, "So, do you admit to killing Xiaobao and them?" ”

Zheng Cripple's expression gradually calmed down, the anger just now quickly disappeared, and then he didn't say a word, Tang Zhou saw Zheng Cripple like this, he was really helpless, what could he do when he met a person who couldn't kick a fart with three feet?

Seeing this, Lao Xu frowned and said, "Little Hou Ye, he admitted it just now." ”

Tang Zhou was a little tired of Lao Xu's behavior, and said: "Ben Hou heard it, but there is no evidence, he can only be regarded as a criminal suspect." ”

Saying that, Tang Zhou entered Zheng Cripple's room by himself, he wanted to search it himself, he went into Zheng Cripple's bedroom, there was a bed there, the room was very clean, but it was also very simple, there were some wood carvings at the head of the bed, these wood carvings were lifelike, each with its own form, it was the kind of thing that people would like at a glance.

He didn't expect that Zheng Cripple was not good at words, but this skill was good, if he was not a cripple and not withdrawn, with this skill, there would be no problem in marrying a wife.

But who would marry his daughter to a lame man and a withdrawn man who doesn't talk much?

Many people envy the ancient people who could have three wives and four concubines, but those who could have three wives and four concubines were rich people, like many ordinary people, it was very good to be able to marry a wife, and more people couldn't even marry a wife.

In any era, if you want to have more women, you must have money, this is an eternal truth.

Tang Zhou took a closer look at the wood carvings, and when he looked at them, he found that these wood carvings were slightly different, some of them were obviously more skillful, and some of them were slightly immature.

It may be a work of practice, or it may be an early work.

After reading this, Tang Zhou went to the kitchen again, the kitchen is even simpler, a person like Zheng Cripple, he must eat very casually, as long as he doesn't die of hunger.

There were a few bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks in the kitchen, but other than that, there was nothing, Tang Zhou carefully checked the board, and found no traces of chopped meat on it, so he couldn't help but shake his head.

After looking at the kitchen, he checked the land of Zheng Cripple's house and other places, and even after not finding anything, Tang Zhou came to Zheng Cripple and said, "Although we haven't found any clues, your suspicion is still the heaviest at present, come with us." ”

Zheng Cripple glanced up at Tang Zhou, did not refute or explain, and after throwing the carved wood knife on the table, he followed Tang Zhou and the others.

However, when he came to the door, he suddenly glanced back at his home, as if to say goodbye.

After bringing Zheng Cripple back to the county jail, Tang Zhou began the interrogation, but no matter how he asked, Zheng Cripple just refused to speak, even if it was tortured, he refused to say.

Of course, Tang Zhou has a lot of cruel punishments, but Zheng Cripple has no evidence to prove that he is the murderer, what if he is not the murderer?

Therefore, Tang Zhou will not use the cruel punishment, and the other punishments are just to scare Zheng Cripple, hoping that he can open his mouth to say some information, but in front of such a person, Tang Zhou obviously failed.

When night came, the streets of Suzaku County resumed their previous patrols, although the suspect Zheng Cripple had been arrested, but those who were as cautious as Tang Zhou would not stop there.

This tension will only disappear after the murderer is found.

The cold wind in the night was very cold, Tang Zhou stood in front of the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly sighed, there must be something sad about the poor man, if Zheng Cripple is really a murderer, Tang Zhou will suddenly feel that human nature is really too sinister.

No one knows what an action of one person will have on other people, and no one knows that what they have done may be retributed many years later.

It's not that they don't report it, it's just that the time hasn't come yet.

But is that cripple Zheng a murderer?

Tang Zhou kept recalling what he saw at Zheng Cripple's house today, those things flashed in his mind over and over again, and then, I saw Tang Zhou suddenly pat the edge of the window and said: "No, no, those wood carvings are not Zheng Cripple's early works, or the works of practicing hands, they are the works of another person, Zheng Cripple has helpers, and it is not surprising that he has a few bowls in the kitchen, but there are several pairs of chopsticks, it is strange, people like Zheng Cripple, no one will go to his house to eat, what is he preparing so many chopsticks for?" ”

After Tang Zhou talked to himself like this, he had already guessed that there might be another person in Zheng Cripple's family, so he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately sent someone to Zheng Cripple's house.

And when Tang Zhou sent someone to Zheng Cripple's house, Zheng Cripple's house, a black shadow stood negatively, he looked at the wood carving on the table in a daze for a long time, after a long time, he held the last carved wood carving of Zheng Cripple tightly in his hand, and the wood carving's hand waved, as if to say goodbye.

The black shadow's hand strained slightly, then looked into the distance and said, "I understand what you mean, but don't worry, I know how to do it." ”

With that, the shadow dodged away and quickly disappeared into the night.

The autumn breeze is cold, the autumn breeze is cool, and the eyes are full of gloom.

When the official hurriedly came to Zheng Cripple's house, there was no one inside, and the official felt that this time it was their little marquis who was too worried, but at this time, a official suddenly shouted: "It's gone......"

"What's missing?"

"The wood carving that Zheng Cripple put on the table is missing today......"